The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes. The Ninth Edition, ... by Allan Ramsay. ...sold, 1733 - 356 pages |
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... fweet and fair , Arifing faftly through your throats . The wanton wee thing will rejoice , When tented by a sparkling eye , The spinnet tinkling with her voice , It lying on her lovely knee . A 2 While While kettles dringe on ingles ...
... fweet and fair , Arifing faftly through your throats . The wanton wee thing will rejoice , When tented by a sparkling eye , The spinnet tinkling with her voice , It lying on her lovely knee . A 2 While While kettles dringe on ingles ...
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... fweet- nefs , that make them acceptable wherever they are known , not only among our felves , but in other countries . They are for the most part fo chearful , that on hearing them well play'd or fung , we find a difficulty to keep our ...
... fweet- nefs , that make them acceptable wherever they are known , not only among our felves , but in other countries . They are for the most part fo chearful , that on hearing them well play'd or fung , we find a difficulty to keep our ...
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... fweet and young , receive a prize 89 118 199 201 Fair Iris and her fwain 257 Fie ! Liza , fcorn the little arts 260 Farewell , my bonny , witty pretty Maggy 278 From rofy bowers , where fleeps the God of love 284 From grave leffons and ...
... fweet and young , receive a prize 89 118 199 201 Fair Iris and her fwain 257 Fie ! Liza , fcorn the little arts 260 Farewell , my bonny , witty pretty Maggy 278 From rofy bowers , where fleeps the God of love 284 From grave leffons and ...
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... fweet paffion , why does it torment 134 In January laft 138 I tofs and tumble thro ' the night 152 I have a green purfe and a wee pickle gowd Focky met with Fenny fair 183 192 Focky fou , Jenny fain I was anes a well tocher'd lafs I ...
... fweet paffion , why does it torment 134 In January laft 138 I tofs and tumble thro ' the night 152 I have a green purfe and a wee pickle gowd Focky met with Fenny fair 183 192 Focky fou , Jenny fain I was anes a well tocher'd lafs I ...
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... fweet Betty Laffie , lend me your braw hemp heckle Love's Goddefs in a myrtle grove Love never more fhall give me pain 30 355 6 19 37 47 59 Late in an evening forth I went 119 Let meaner beauties use their art 229 Laft funday at St ...
... fweet Betty Laffie , lend me your braw hemp heckle Love's Goddefs in a myrtle grove Love never more fhall give me pain 30 355 6 19 37 47 59 Late in an evening forth I went 119 Let meaner beauties use their art 229 Laft funday at St ...
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The Tea-table Miscellany, Or, A Complete Collection of Scots Sangs Allan Ramsay Affichage du livre entier - 1729 |
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Page 109 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Page 253 - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands. And, (quick as lightning, ) on the deck he stands.
Page 147 - ... of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Page 273 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 216 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Page 271 - Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we!
Page 249 - tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may know, and see thy lies, And may laugh and joy, when thou Art in anguish And dost languish For some one That will none, Or prove as false as thou art now.
Page 268 - And when she looks down on my grave, Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go. And deck her in golden array ; Be...
Page 48 - Still as his mother favoured you, Threw a new flaming dart. Each gloried in their wanton part ; To make a lover, he Employed the utmost of his art — To make a beauty, she.
Page 267 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant...